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Add more springs
Astride full flowers
Way went home
Past brittle stones
Along a beat path
Back on sorrow
Dry tastes the air
Accused of scandal
Beneath the woe
Thought she gone
But haunting steps
And wiped down smiles
Rude exchanges
Tepid with lies
Run tomorrow
Down old rails
Beamed to reason
Fraught with guilts
But stern headward bow
Against a storm

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